Every Last Breath Book Novels & Stories

"I'm going to die a virgin, at the hands of the hottest guy I know. He let go of me, and I was finally able to breathe again. I coughed, adjusted to being able to breathe again. I have never before been so grateful for the ability to breathe. The air even felt different as it went into my lungs. I almost died,"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I screamed.

Even though I couldn't see Blake, I tried to reach her and say my last goodbye, but she was intentionally blocking my mind from reaching hers, making me want to claw my head off. I want to hold her one last time, run my fingers through her hair, and take my last breath in her arms. I needed her warmth to know that it was okay. Okay, for me to let go and give in as my vision faded. When Mr. Blade's boots collided with my rip, the force turned me over, causing me to land on my back, gasping for air and desperately trying to catch my breath while my trembling fingers tried to grip the tile, slippery from my blood.

Eli’s POV The darkness was a physical thing, pressing against my chest as if a hand had slipped beneath my ribs and was squeezing. It smelled sweet and rotten, Every breath burned, each exhale felt like I was spitting out a piece of myself that hadn’t even formed yet. I forced a shallow breath, counting the seconds between inhales. Pain flared. I clenched my jaw. Don’t panic. Panic would make me breathe faster; breathing faster would kill me. I steadied the rhythm: inhale.... slow, measured. Exhale, steady. The air was thick, but at least it was air.

he says. "No! You are lying! I do not believe you, please, please do not leave me. I will never forgive you if you leave me," I cry out. "I am truly sorry," he whispers. He closes his eyes, but I can tell he has just fallen asleep as his chest continues to heave slowly. if I hurry, I can save him. I attempt to lift his body, but I struggle still weakened by the blows of the harpoons. I scream, cry, and struggle to try and lift my brother up. Finally, my body gives out and I slump to the ground my back hitting against a tree. Grabbing a fist full of my hair I release an ear-piercing scream that echoes through the night. I Look at Fafnir, trying to take a final studious glance at him. I see hi

I sat down on my seat, waiting even if I knew I'd had to wait way longer than just some minutes. All of a sudden all I saw was black, I didn't know everything could be over in just seconds, I wouldn't have thought that everything could be over this quick, but one thing I knew was, I couldn't give up, I have to be there for Kehna. I tried recovering strength by breathing in and breathing out but it didn't help. I continued repeating the same sentence "I can't give up" breath in breath out "I can't give up" breath in breath out, I just wanted to rest and close my eyes for some seconds.

She will spend eternity and one thousand years bound to me, even when we return to this world. She never did ask me how the incantation of the Breath of Life works, but out of respect for our long friendship I feel that I should explain it to you. Grace thought that I had given her children life, but that was not the case. The Breath of Life is given for only a time, in your children's case they would hold life so long as the two breaths they received continued to exist. Once my last breath escapes me, so will theirs.

I went out of breath in an instant then there was total blackout. *** A/N: Let me know your thoughts on this chapter. I hope you loved it. The book has two chapters left, so… enjoy if you can😊 IG: @giftodulesi FB: Author Gift Odulesi Thanks for reading!❤️😍

Boom! Emma's whole body was protected by a man. Before her eyes, his meticulously crafted sheepskin coat. Emma was almost dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on. She covered her ears with her hands. Those sounds made her ears want to explode. A bright red flame spread from behind. Emma widened her eyes at its dizzying speed that was fast crowding out the position where they were standing. The thick white smoke rushed forward, causing her eyes to sting, and now she officially couldn't see anything...

He slumped forward. His voice died in his throat as the fire crawled up his jaw. His head tilted back. His mouth opened again. The scream never came. His body spasmed violently one last time. His hands twitched, clawing at his own throat, like he could still feel it burning. Then, suddenly, his jaw fell open. A cloud of black, bitter smoke poured from his mouth. His eyes rolled back. His last breath was nothing but soot. Then, finally, he collapsed.

she shouts and I think I hear her a little better now. I slowly lift my head and meet her scared face close to mine. I still can't get a proper breath as I choke and sniff. My mother is dead. "Mallory, babe, listen to me. I want you to take deep breaths. Come on, do it with me. Inhale. Exhale," Margaret shows me how to breathe and I try to follow her. It's impossible. It feels like someone is gripping my throat, trying to suffocate me. "Come on, girl. Inhale. Exhale."